Why I took revenge on Gale... part1

So, below you'll see my interview. My 'ha! ha! Gale, revenge!' interview. :)
But why did I do it? It all goes back to the second day we arrived in the Capitol.
''Gale is sorta like a body-guard. But mostly he's just here for his 'camera-face','' Finch explained to me while we were walking outside. Gale. Big bulky somewhat cute for an old dude madman named Gale. Okay, I got it, I thought. ''He's also the one who designed the bombs that... that killed Aunt Prim,'' Finch said. I froze. Killing? Not good. ''I think you'll---'' Prim was cut off by some dude (who looked younger than he was and was somewhat cuter than I imagined) yelling.
''Your father died, Gale, in a mine accident.''
''Where is he? I want Father!''
''Waa!''
''Make Posy shut up!''
''Father is... Father is... dead.''
Voices drowned my head, and I had fallen to the ground. Finch was screaming, Gale was rushing towards us, and I had no idea what was going on. Nothing, perhaps. Just lucid dreaming, maybe. But is wasn't. I stood up, still slightly dizzy. It was like somebody else took over my brain. ''Gale,'' I muttered and searched around until I found him. I don't know what happened, but the next thing I was in full-combat with Gale. Let me tell you, it feels odd to fight a full grown man, being all but 15. Then Gale just stopped fighting. I realize now that he didn't do it because he is puny and weak, but because he didn't want to hurt me. :P So he let me hurt him. On purpose. And I can never repay him.
~Rue~